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At my school PMS (Pleasanton Middle School), our principal's name is Mr. Whitney. He is very cool. THe rules are relaxed, the food is cheap and yummy, and you get away with almost anything. And, to top it all off, Mr Whitney was in the band Tower of Power, he subsituted for Jefferson Airplane, and he subsituted for The Eagles. Who else has/had a cool principal?

[i]Originally posted by XChuck [/i]
[B]At my school PMS (Pleasanton Middle School), our principal's name is Mr. Whitney. He is very cool. THe rules are relaxed, the food is cheap and yummy, and you get away with almost anything. And, to top it all off, Mr Whitney was in the band Tower of Power, he subsituted for Jefferson Airplane, and he subsituted for The Eagles. Who else has/had a cool principal? [/B]

Holy shit, he was in Tower of Power? And he subbed for Jefferson Airplane? 10 times cooler than any principal I ever had. What did he play? That's so cool.

my elementary school 'principal' had the same surname as me, so everyone used to ask if I was her daughter-it really pissed me off. She was such an 'old battleaxe' and was obsessed about us kids learning about indian culture, I mean, fine, let's look at it once or twice, but every fucking year?

The thing that scared me most was when my mother couldn't pick me up from school and she had to take me home.ARGH!

We had a principal in high called Wendy Depauli. I started reffering to her as Winnie the Pooh but it never really took off. All my classmates were too busy spreading rumours about her being the third reich, and passing out nazi memorabilia with her face imposed... No cool principals here.

both of my schools have been SHiT. my primary school (which i spose is elementary school) was run by this old witch. i complained to the school because one of my teachers was picking on me (said that i had deserved to have benn bullied (that's a direct quote there, among other things) and she bascially just said that i was making it up and imagining things. arghh i hate it when they just side with each other.

and then my secondary school (that's from ages 11-16)headteacher was just a pathetic loser. the schools actually physically falling apart, they're are like no books, the whole of the maths department has 2 teachers (literally), all the existing teachers are SHiT, so the headteacher decides "Oh, i know what, i'll spend all the money we've been given by the government to fix all this on a stupid wall that we don't even need in the middle of a building"

arghh sorry, i have many MANY more tails on the shiteness of my school but i'm sure you all dont want to know. argh frustration.

btw, i'm not a drop out that hates school - i like school, just not MY school

The "school" I go to know is a CEGEP, which only exists in Quebec for the sake of stopping students from leaving the province. It's years 12 and the first year of university combined. So stupid. On the other hand, my average is about 91 and I do shit all. So why should I be complaining.

I've gone to the same school all my life, except for the one infamous year when I was expelled and went to a countywide high school in the next county. The principal there was one of the coolest teachers/administrators I've ever had. His name was Mr. Riibe, and since I left I heard he was stolen away by some private school in one of the suburbs of Omaha. I remember one time I was listening to my headphones and waiting for my brother to come pick me up after school, and he stopped to chat with me. He had this huge thing of coffee because he was going to a night class or something. I jokingly said I would lend him my headphones to stay awake. He was kind of like, "I'm not sure I would like your kind of music" until I told him it was (the great) Ella Fitzgerald. He looked really surprised and commented me on my taste in music.

For some reason, my principal telling me that I had good taste in music totally made my day.

I liked my middle school principal soley because of the fact he had the worst comb-over in the history of bad comb-overs. And it's strange too because it seems as though the ONLY person a comb-over seems to fool is the owner of the comb-over. It reminded me sort of Homer Simpson's three hairs. On windy days when he would walk outside his dirty little secret would be revealed to every spectator in the croud.

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